Gervais Street

Gervais Street 4/30/2014

Over here

Under the log

You will find the missing pieces

Of me and you

And everything else.  

We search endlessly 

But never find a thing

Until no one can find us

And we are dead. 

Life is strange

And living hurts

Even though it shouldn’t

All because

We are wounded by others 

Their apathy and their greed.

They strive on and on

And talk themselves

Into a circle 

Clawing and shoving each other

For just a little more. 

How would they react?

If they ever truly knew

How worthless it all is

The money and the power. 

If you are in the way

Then you had better watch out

Because now you are marked

And now you will die..

No one needs a cut out

And no one loves

A loose end

Knowing just enough to be a problem

But never enough

To save yourself.

If it’s all in the details

Then they won’t miss a thing

Staying up thinking

About your money

And your throat.

It’s not newsworthy

And no one says a word

That the good are sacrificed

Every hour

And every day. 

Nothing is

As it appears

And now that you know

You have no value

Or  protection. 

Others stare at a chessboard

And strategize their conquest

As they play a game

With other people lives.

They move money

And they rig the system

Selling us out

And giving us away.

Blowing up their friends

To frame their enemies

Anything to get what they want

Everything and everywhere.

Before you can think it

And before you can know.

It has all been divided up

And given away.

All of this

That I have done

Has all washed away

Under the bridge

And out to sea. 

Lost in the vastness

Of the ocean

The small pieces

Sinking to the bottom

Impossible to find. 

I hope these words

Are not wasted

And I hope

That they

Find their mark.

Because everything else is gone

And everything else is lost

Erased like it never happened

And I never lived at all.

The good was never enough

And the bad

Came with a price

A price I could never pay

And much too heavy to lift.

But what I had

Was not what I needed

And what I needed most

I would have never pursued.

Now I am empty

And now I am spent

But even this is a blessing

Because now I know

And now I am ready.

Ready for anything

And ready to speak

Letting the words roll out

And tumble into space.

With nothing to lose

And everything to gain

Because the best part is always ahead

And beyond. 

The search goes on

And so also do I

Because the search

Is the treasure

So let it go on

And burn forever.